Chapter 1741: Chapter 1740: Cut Losses in Time
Such death aura, currently only she and Uncle Zhang can see it, while Zhang Yi only knows this thing is genuine, but is unaware of the aura on it.
Zhang Yi heard Gu Qiaoqiao and thought indeed, "This is an old client with the surname Ji. We’ve cooperated for over a decade. This came from another old player recently."
"Are you talking about Uncle Ji?"
Gu Qiaoqiao asked.
"Yes, it’s him."
Gu Qiaoqiao pondered. Uncle Ji’s integrity is trustworthy, and he works in this field. He is not just a hit-and-run dealer passing off goods, thus it wouldn’t be possible for him to damage his own reputation.
Gu Qiaoqiao didn’t hold back and pointed to these three items, telling Zhang Yi, "Uncle Zhang, these three items are not played within private collections. They have no trace of personal vitality or warmth. They are all death aura."
Zhang Yi understands vitality and death aura. Hearing Gu Qiaoqiao’s words, his expression immediately turned serious, because this meant these three items were dug up by tomb raiders, and now tomb raiders are subject to legal penalties. He suddenly thought of those items in Jinling City and the imprisonment of Gu Zhixing’s brothers. Zhang Yi felt this matter was of great importance and couldn’t help frowning, "Qiaoqiao, you can be sure, right?"
"Yes, I can be sure."
Gu Qiaoqiao tapped her finger on that porcelain bowl, "This person may not necessarily want to frame us, perhaps just wants to trade for money. Now, things are tightly monitored outside and can’t flow out, so they can only find people willing to pay. Uncle Zhang, these three items cost quite a sum, right?"
Zhang Yi nodded somewhat embarrassedly, "Yes." Then stretched out five fingers, "This amount."
Gu Qiaoqiao pulled the corner of her mouth, truly, it was quite a considerable amount.
"Uncle Zhang, leave these three items here for now, I’ll make a phone call."
"Qiaoqiao, who are you calling?"
"I’m calling Grandpa Loo at the Bureau of Cultural Relics."
Zhang Yi’s eyes lit up, right, in this way, Yubao Square would be fine.
"Uncle Zhang, this matter will involve Uncle Ji, inform him in advance and let him be psychologically prepared."
"Rest assured, I will make the call immediately. Your Uncle Ji is a sensible person."
Gu Qiaoqiao went to the living room and called Grandpa Loo at the Bureau of Cultural Relics. She often dealt with Old Man Loo, so they were naturally very familiar.
She then told Old Man Loo about her findings, and finally added, "Grandpa Loo, I suspect that this batch of treasures is from the same tomb, and these people have organized plans. Be cautious in your actions not to alert them."
"Girl, I understand. I will go to you right now."
Old Man Loo quickly arrived at Yubao Square, wearing gloves and using a magnifying glass, re-evaluated the three items, mentally sorting out clues, pinpointed several areas, then instructed the accompanying staff to carefully take away the three antiques. At the door, Old Man Loo said to Gu Qiaoqiao, "Qiaoqiao, I will apply for compensation for you."
Gu Qiaoqiao thought for a moment, shook her head and said, "Grandpa Loo, we’ve cooperated more than once or twice. But this time, let it be Yubao Square’s donation."
Old Man Loo didn’t expect Gu Qiaoqiao to be so straightforward.
In his heart, he knew this girl was really clever, "Alright, Qiaoqiao, I will get you the certificate soon."
"Grandpa Loo, don’t rush, focus on finding that ancient tomb now."
Old Man Loo nodded and hurried off.
Behind him, Zhang Yi also breathed a sigh of relief.
In his heart, there was still some fear. He had been a bit careless, holding some wishful thinking. He should have told Qiaoqiao about this earlier.
If the Bureau of Cultural Relics had really come knocking, then Yubao Square would be passive, especially now as Yubao Square is in the midst of restructuring, this moment is crucial.
Just then, a car stopped abruptly at Yubao Square’s entrance, making a sharp braking sound. Gu Qiaoqiao knew it was Xiao Wen’s car. She looked in surprise as Xiao Wen got out of the car, quickly asking, "Sister Xiao Wen, what happened?"
Xiao Wen grabbed Gu Qiaoqiao’s hand without explanation, "Qiaoqiao, Chu Chengfeng has fainted. Come quickly with me to see what’s going on."
While saying this, she had already pulled Qiaoqiao to the car. Gu Qiaoqiao knew Zhang Yi heard their words, so she waved at him, then followed Xiao Wen into the car and advised, "Don’t rush, drive slowly, he will be fine."
Seeing Gu Qiaoqiao, Xiao Wen’s expression improved a bit, "I know, Qiaoqiao, seeing you makes me feel better."
"Did Grandma Qin tell you I was here?" Gu Qiaoqiao eased Xiao Wen’s emotions.
She seemed to be seeing this side of Xiao Wen for the first time.
"Yes, I called you, but no one answered your mobile. Grandma Qin answered when I called the Qin Family’s Courtyard, and that’s how I found out you were here."
"Isn’t Chu Chengfeng preparing to open the third branch? What happened to him?"
"He was fine this morning, we had breakfast together, after a round at the store, he suddenly fainted, and his skin started burning. I dared not approach. The closer I got, the hotter his skin became. I could only have the server put Chu Chengfeng in a cooler place, when I left, he was still unconscious."
Xiao Wen had seemingly regained her composure, briefly explaining Chu Chengfeng’s situation to Gu Qiaoqiao.
Suddenly fainted?
Could it be something wrong with his health?
Recently, Chu Chengfeng has been very busy, also preparing for the third beef noodle restaurant, intending to open in the city center.
There, properties are hard to find, land prices high, but now the reputation of the beef noodles is well established, coupled with Old Lee’s guidance enhancing the flavor, making it unforgettable, seemingly becoming a feature of the Imperial Capital, thus operations are smooth, counting money until hands are sore every day.
Never underestimate a small beef noodle restaurant, for a luxurious metropolis like the Imperial Capital, daily customer flow keeps it bustling.
Moreover, Gu Qiaoqiao has left it in the hands of others, not interfering in the beef noodle business, just collecting dividends each quarter.
So seeing the increasing numbers on her deposit slip, Gu Qiaoqiao admired Chu Chengfeng’s capability.
But they overlooked another matter.
She couldn’t help exchanging a look with Xiao Wen, seeing guilt, regret, and remorse in Xiao Wen’s eyes.
They hadn’t taken the abnormal situation of Chu Chengfeng seriously enough.
